He Hated My Type, Now He’s Begging Chapter 04

He Hated My Type, Now He’s Begging Chapter 04

Another message popped up from Serena, mentioning a name he recognized.

He frowned and shot back:

[Told you. Not interested.]

They’d fought that morning. She was dating some loser who was clearly using her, and she kept shoving Harrison away.

So he was already in a mood.

He typed: [The other two… who are you closer to?]

Serena answered fast: [Gemma.]

[Gemma’s quiet. Nora’s a total looks-obsessed fangirl. Too clingy for you.]

Harrison: [K.]

Then silence.

Before she’d started dating, he’d reply to everything she sent. Now? Not a single response.

Serena bit her lip, watching his weird shift. And for some reason, she felt relieved.

She plastered on a smile and turned to me. “If my brother ends up liking one of the other roommates instead, you won’t be mad, right?”

“Honestly, I think Gemma’s personality fits him better. She’s so gentle.”

Gemma’s smile vanished. She sat there, frozen, then shot Serena a side-eye.

Then she texted me under the table: [I’m scared of trendy guys. Too hot = too scary. T.T]

I sent back a head-pat emoji.

She breathed easier.

In the original story, if Harrison hadn’t pursued her, she never would’ve caught feelings.

The chat said that tonight, Gemma would reject his friend request and leave a message:

[Didn’t you know Lilith has a strict rule? She doesn’t let her boyfriend add other girls. Her ex got dumped for sneaking around with some random girl. If you want our help, just tell Serena to let us know.]

After replying, Gemma screenshot it and sent it to me: [Serena’s brother actually seems into you!]

The chat raged: [This side character has zero awareness. No wonder she gets dumped in the original.]

[The male lead can’t communicate, and the NPC’s going to read way too much into it again.]

I rolled my eyes at the comments.

After studying Harrison’s personality and hobbies for a day, I tagged Serena in our group chat:

[Hey babe, do you think Harrison could like me?]

[I’m scared I’m not his type.]

Serena frowned, replying with a lie: [Relax, you’re gorgeous.]

She rattled off every single one of Harrison’s likes and dislikes in the group chat:

[My brother’s got a short fuse and ignores texts half the time. If he ticks you off, come to me.]

[I’ll beat him up for you.]

I sent back a sweet: [Okay.]

Then I slid into Harrison’s DMs with a friend request and a message:

[Your sister said you like me. Is it true?]

In the original story, he was the one who started the flirtation.

No way was I doing the chasing.

Harrison stared at the familiar profile pic for a second.

He didn’t even need an intro. He knew exactly who it was.

In his first two months at Oakwood, every rich guy in his circle had tried to land Lilith. All failed.

The one who supposedly succeeded got dumped within a week.

Someone had started a rumor that he liked her, and three of his friends had come sniffing around.

He frowned, accepted my request, and opened with: [What did Serena say?]

I dropped the screenshot of her spilling his tea in the group chat.

His expressions cooled.

He didn’t deny the “liking me” part.

The male lead was always good at blurring emotional lines.

The chat seethed: [Schering bitch, sending screenshots? So toxic.]

[God, now he’s going to get close to the gold-digger out of spite. His wallet’s doomed. He should’ve gone after Gemma.]

[Who cares? Once Serena cries, he’ll come crawling back.]

[And the gold-digger’ll be desperate for a label. The moment she makes a move, he’ll confess he’s always loved Serena.]

I typed casually: [I don’t date angry dudes. If you can meet my boyfriend standards, I’ll consider it.]

Harrison paused. Then he let out a low laugh and replied:

[Fine.]